But now I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied...
Had therapy last night. Psych today. I've got a prescription at least. Cried in therapy. For about an hour. Beginning to feel like she's treating me like an idiot because I want to die.
Barely heard from the bloke, and I don't know why I'm disappointed. I didn't like him all that much. He wasn't even a great shag. Maybe I'm just horribly shallow and I was enjoying the attention. I don't know what I do to these people.
Not that it matters though eh? Just want to die anyway. Hardly any point planning a future I won't have.